For truth is strong next to the Almighty. She needs no policies or stratagems or licensings to make her victorious. These are the shifts and the defences that error uses against her power.

But oh! as to embrace me she inclin'd, I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night.

With a smile that glow'd Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.

And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.

Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the law.

Heaven open'd wide Her ever during gates, harmonious sound, On golden hinges moving.

Loneliness is the first thing which God's eye named not good.